Poems, Volum 1Stereotyped and Printed by A. Wilson for J. Johnson and Company, 1815 |
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Side 4
... boast ) The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs , who hate his gentle reign , But he that loves him has no need to feign . A. Your smooth eulogium to one crown address'd , Seems to imply a censure on the rest . B ...
... boast ) The lie that flatters I abhor the most . Those arts be theirs , who hate his gentle reign , But he that loves him has no need to feign . A. Your smooth eulogium to one crown address'd , Seems to imply a censure on the rest . B ...
Side 14
... boast of British song . " Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace , Confess'd a God ; they ...
... boast of British song . " Tis not the wreath , that once adorn'd thy brow , The prize of happier times , will serve thee now . Our ancestry , a gallant , christian race , Patterns of ev'ry virtue , ev'ry grace , Confess'd a God ; they ...
Side 65
... boast some rich ones whom the Gospel sways , And one who wears a coronet and prays ; Like gleanings of an olive - tree they show , Here and there one upon the topmost bough . How readily upon the Gospel plan , That question has it's ...
... boast some rich ones whom the Gospel sways , And one who wears a coronet and prays ; Like gleanings of an olive - tree they show , Here and there one upon the topmost bough . How readily upon the Gospel plan , That question has it's ...
Side 66
... boast ( but wait for that unhop'd - for hour ) The self - restoring arm of human pow'r . But what is man in his own proud esteem ? Hear him - himself the poet and the theme : A monarch cloth'd with majesty and awe , His mind his kingdom ...
... boast ( but wait for that unhop'd - for hour ) The self - restoring arm of human pow'r . But what is man in his own proud esteem ? Hear him - himself the poet and the theme : A monarch cloth'd with majesty and awe , His mind his kingdom ...
Side 72
... boasting heard no more ? That self - renouncing wisdom , learn'd before , Had shed immortal glories on your brow , That all your virtues cannot purchase now . All joy to the believer ! He can speak- Trembling yet happy , confident yet ...
... boasting heard no more ? That self - renouncing wisdom , learn'd before , Had shed immortal glories on your brow , That all your virtues cannot purchase now . All joy to the believer ! He can speak- Trembling yet happy , confident yet ...
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Side 320 - And thus unto the youth she said, That drove them to the Bell, This shall be yours, when you bring back My husband safe and well. The youth did ride and soon did meet John coming back amain ; Whom in a trice he tried to stop, By catching at his rein ; But not performing what he meant And gladly would have done, The frighted steed he frighted more, And made him faster run. Away went Gilpin, and away Went postboy at his heels, The postboy's horse right glad to miss The lumbering of the wheels.
Side 314 - John he cried, But John he cried in vain; That trot became a gallop soon, In spite of curb and rein.
Side 312 - And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton, All in a chaise and pair. " My sister, and my sister's child, Myself, and children three, Will fill the chaise ; so you must ride On horseback after we.
Side 313 - Where they did all get in ; Six precious souls, and all agog To dash through thick and thin.
Side 312 - I am a linen-draper bold, As all the world doth know, And my good friend, the Calender, Will lend his horse to go.
Side 223 - Ye winds, that have made me your sport, Convey to this desolate shore Some cordial endearing report Of a land I shall visit no more. My friends, do they now and then send A wish or a thought after me ? O tell me I yet have a friend, Though a friend I am never to see.
Side 317 - So am I!" But yet his horse was not a whit Inclined 'to tarry there, For why? his owner had a house Full ten miles off, at Ware. So like an arrow swift he flew Shot by an archer strong, So did he fly — which brings me to The middle of my song.
Side 293 - I last took a view Of my favourite field, and the bank where they grew ; And now in the grass behold they are laid, And the tree is my seat, that once lent me a shade. The blackbird has fled to another retreat, Where the hazels afford him a screen from the heat, And the scene, where his melody charm'd me before, Resounds with his sweet-flowing ditty no more.
Side 224 - How fleet is a glance of the mind ! Compared with the speed of its flight, The tempest itself lags behind, And the swift-winged arrows of light. When I think of my own native land, In a moment I seem to be there ; But alas ! recollection at hand Soon hurries me back to despair.
Side 316 - Were shattered at a blow. Down ran the wine into the road, Most piteous to be seen, Which made his horse's flanks to smoke As they had basted been. But still he...